[ this is interesting. His closest friend is an artificial man - one whom most would consider an impure creature shunned by the Erdtree's light. Ringo is clearly no albinauric, but the similarities are undeniable. ]
Thy manner is indistinguishable from a mortal's. None could suspect otherwise, save for thy profile.
[ meaning "man" as in "human," in this case, of course... sorry, Ringo. ]
Aw, thanks! I'm glad to hear it! Being human's a lot of fun, after all, so I'm glad I come across that way.
[She's happy to be an AI, too, but being human-like is not at all an insult.]
But yeah, pretty much. Aion created both this body and the personality I've got. So I guess in a sense, they're my parent, but I wouldn't really put it that way.
[ he nods once, understanding her, despite everything?! This is a miracle of communication in a sea of Messmer constantly misunderstanding and being misunderstood. ]
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Thy manner is indistinguishable from a mortal's. None could suspect otherwise, save for thy profile.
[ meaning "man" as in "human," in this case, of course... sorry, Ringo. ]
Wert Aion of flesh born?
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[She's happy to be an AI, too, but being human-like is not at all an insult.]
But yeah, pretty much. Aion created both this body and the personality I've got. So I guess in a sense, they're my parent, but I wouldn't really put it that way.
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They did not raise thee.
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Nope. [He's got it right.] Really can't say I'd know what "being raised" felt like. But! I turned out just fine, I think!